"I am being joyful in this very instant because I refuse to be defeated: so I love. As an answer. Impersonal love, it love, is love: even the love that doesn't work out, even the love that ends."
Água Viva, by Clarice Lispector
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― Clarice Lispector, Água Viva
[text ID: I am obscure to myself. I let myself happen. I unfold only in the now. I am rudely alive.]
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Tonight the moon is full. Through the window the moon covers my bed and turns everything a milky bluish white. The moon is gauche. It’s to your left as you go in. So I escape by closing my eyes. Because the full moon is light insomnia: numb and drowsy like after love. And I had decided to go to sleep so I could dream, I was missing the news that comes in the dream.
Clarice Lispector, from "Água Viva" (tr. by Stefan Tobler)
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Clarice Lispector, from Água Viva
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Nobody taught me to want. But now I want. I remain lying down with eyes open, looking at the ceiling. Inside is the darkness. A pulsating "I" is taking shape.
Clarice Lispector, Água Viva
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Clarice Lispector, Agua Viva
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“I too am ferociously alive—and I lick my snout like a tiger who has just devoured a deer.”
Água Viva — Clarice Lispector.
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agua viva by clarice lispector / sawdust and diamonds - joanna newsom
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Clarice Lispector, from The Stream of Life (Água Viva)
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What I'm writing to you is not for reading - it's for being.
- Clarice Lispector
Agua Viva
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Água Viva, by Clarice Lispector
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Clarice Lispector, Água Viva
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I don't want something already made but something still being tortuously made.
🌿 Clarice Lispector, Agua Viva
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I suffocate because I am the word and also its echo.
Clarice Lispector, Água Viva
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"Tonight the moon is full. Through the window the moon covers my bed and turns everything a milky bluish white. The moon is gauche. It’s to your left as you go in. So I escape by closing my eyes. Because the full moon is light insomnia: numb and drowsy like after love. And I had decided to go to sleep so I could dream, I was missing the news that comes in the dream."
- Clarice Lispector
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chewing on the walls. erezelcore.
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